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December 22, 2016

A Word or Two

Mom and I think perhaps a few words about the v-e-t visit. I was roodly snapped up against my idea of a good afternoon and taken to my Dr. with no chance to empty my bladder first...not that a kitty thinks that way... so when I had to endure being hurt badly, I screamed. I was defenseless and I didn't understand why mommy allowed this to happen. Being defenseless and in pain and frightened, I lost control of my bladder. Mom never saw it as a deliberate act. Neither did the Vet nor the tech. I was not angry kitties, I was frightened and I was being hurt and I was defenseless. I know you understand and don't think badly of me. I told mommy she should have left that part out.

Katie, we totally understand and could never, ever, ever think badly of you or your mom. She did what was best for you even though it was an inconvenience as well as awful experience for you. We still love both of you!

Oh sweet Katie san, I'm so sorry about the ordeal yesterday. We all understand and never think of you badly. I'm sorry you were so scared and hurt. And I know when you are hurt, your mom's heart hurts, too. Purrs to both of you. Glad you are doing fine today. xoxo

Katie, I'll tell you a little secret. I pee when I go to the vet. Even though I go wild there and they all think I'm a tough girlcat, I pee and act that way because I'm scared. It's okay...we all understand. ~Zoey

Of course you were scared out of your mind sweetie. I would have been too. going to the vetis scary enough, but when they start poke and proding in places they shouldn't be, it is doubly scary. So glad you have a soothing sun puddle today.

You were defenseless! And when you're afraid, you sort of tense up and hold everything in for as long as you can. The beans that care for you know you haven't a mean bone is your beautiful body. Love to you and Mommy from Rocky, Phinny, and Angel Nik

No one blames you for being terrified, KI. It would be weird if you WEREN'T terrified. The vet is never fun, even though they have treats. Once I ran head-on into the glass door trying to go home. Ouch!

You or your Mom couldn't be blamed for that and it's okay. Things like that happens. Why, we could go on and on about how many times we've gone in our carrier to and from that dreaded place of pokey people and stabby things. It happens and it's okay. We like the sun on your furs.

That sounded like a yucky day all around Katie! But now the sun is on your back and the birds could come by for a visit and any time and there are all kinds of good things to look forward to :) We wanted to wish you and your Mama and family a very Merry Christmas! We hope Santa spoils you and that you find yourself in the company of dear friends and family.

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Meet Katie Isabella

I am Queen of All Tennessee and Neighboring Lands. I am a regal feline who rules over all I survey.
I received my Ph.D. in Advanced Fancy Feastology from Tuna Pounce University (TPU) located in fabulous Fur Vegas.
I am currently single and living at my palatial estate in the mountains. I have a dedicated staff of human servants who try to please me. If they are fast enough with the milk saucer, I offer purrs.
And, for the record, I am opposed to the concept of vets and I adamantly oppose being transported to vets for the nefarious purposes of shots and/or baths.